Sissy Mantra

I'm currently tied down to our marital bed, arms and legs restrained at each bed post. I lay backwards on the bed while my wife Pam, now only referred to by me as Mistress is above me, getting railed by her lovers' massive 12" cock. Her panties pulled to the side of her pussy, the panties she had me purchase just for this.

I have to choose and purchase a new pair of panties for Mistress to fuck her lovers in, each time. After, I always have to save the panties and drape them on a clothes hangar on my wall with a note of the date and the lovers' name. It's my Panty Wall, filled with the fragrant, crusty remains of each of Mistress's trysts.

With each stroke, Mistress's lovers' balls are on my face.

I am dressed only in a pink, satiny silk pair of bikini briefs with matching pink bra and thigh high stockings. My little dick makes a tiny tent in my panties, helplessly leaking precum into them making the whole front panel soaked. Mistress has generously allowed me out of my chastity cage while she cucks me with her current lover.

In between Mistress's moans and screams of pleasure, she goes on and on about how much bigger her lovers' cock is than mine, and how much better it is. His massive cock is touching her in places my little clitty never would. It brings her waves of orgasm pulsing through her I could only dream of.

"Pet?" Mistress asks breathlessly in between moans.

"Yes Mistress?" I answer obediently.

"Recite your sissy mantra," Mistress orders.

"Yes Mistress," I reply obediently.

While her moaning continues, I recite...

"I am a useless little dicked sissy pantyboy. I don't have a dick, I have a little clitty. Real men have cocks. Real men's' cocks are bigger soft than my little sissy clitty is hard. Little boys have bigger cocks than my sissy clitty. My little clitty needs to be kept in panties, so it can stay nice and warm. I wear panties under my ugly male clothes everyday. The only way little sissy clitties get to cum is if Mistress allows. The only way little sissy clitties get to cum is to make cummies in their panties and be eaten by sissy. I love panties more than pussy. I only look at women to wonder what kind of panties they are wearing. I only look at women to imagine them smothering my face with their panty'd pussies grinding my face. I don't get to fuck women, women fuck me and use me and dominate me as their slave. I dream of serving Mistress and her lovers. I dream of being made up as a sissy to serve Mistress, her friends, and her lovers. I dream of Mistress allowing me to suck her lovers' cocks, and eat their cum out of Mistress's pussy. I dream of Mistress's lovers' cum on my face. I love watching Mistress cum on a studs' cock, knowing I can never satisfy her that way."

All the while I recite my sissy mantra, Mistress's moans continue to get louder and more frequent. Her lover begins moaning and grunting as well. Her lover increases his pace, pounding Mistress's pussy with his huge cock, over and over, until finally he grunts loudly, matching Mistress's screams of pleasure. They both stop abruptly, his massive cock still buried deep in her pussy.

They rock back and forth together a few moments, enjoying the after glow. He slowly pulls his cock out, dribbling bits of cum on my face and in my mouth as does, until an audible "pop", and his cock rests on my face, easily covering it from forehead to mouth.

Mistress's pussy is leaking his cum onto my face, his cock covers my face. He grabs his cock and rubs it all over my face, in an act of dominance. Mistress pulls her panties back over her pussy and sits down on my face, smothering me with her cum filled panties. She grinds them up and down my face, slathering it with her lover's cum.

My little clitty is straining so hard while she grinds my face, I begin to move my hips back and forth, futilely trying to create friction between my clitty and the silky panties.

Mistress begins to tease me in a soothing mommy voice, "Oh does pantyboy want to make cummies?"

I moan weakly and begin to buck my hips. I know I can't cum until mistress allows it.

"Please let me cum Mistress, please let your pantyboy cum in his panties!" I plead.

After grinding my face and teasing me for what seems forever, Mistress says, "Cum pantyboy! Cum!"

At this command my pent up frustration in my tiny clitty explodes hands free against the inside of my panties, my hips bucking again and again, while my face involuntarily slams against Mistress's panty clad pussy.

I'm not given the chance to enjoy the cummies.

At this, Mistress turns her body around and begins grinding her cum filled panties on top of mine. Her lover takes opportunity at this and shoves his massive cock in my mouth. It's so big even soft, I struggle to open my mouth wide enough to take it in. I can only take a few inches before I begin to gag and can't breathe.

He takes his cock and moves it around my mouth while I clean it up, licking off all of Mistress's pussy juice, and his cum. To my horror he begins getting hard again and slams his huge cock head into my mouth, working it back and forth.

This continues a few moments, then he grunts loudly again, spraying rope after rope of his cum in my mouth and all over my face. I begin getting hard again, and with Mistress still grinding her cum filled panties on top of my panty'd clitty, I cum again in my panties.

Mistress and her lover laugh heartily at my predicament. He stands idly by the side of me, still rubbing his massive cock all over my face, while Mistress continues to straddle my panties.

"My, what a good pantyboy you've been today pet," Mistress whispers.

I only moan weakly as I begin to slip slowly into a sissy bliss filled nap. I awake later, not knowing how long with Mistress's panties wrapped around my head so every breath I take inhales her and her lover's musk.

Later, after what seems an eternity, Mistress returns and places a collar around my neck while she unties me from our marital bed. She leads me, crawling on all fours behind her with her leash, panties still wrapped around my head, to my room with my panty wall.

She hands me a fresh empty hangar, and allows me to remove the panties from my head and hang them on the wall with a descriptive note. She leaves me kneeling on the floor at my panty wall, staring at the numerous panties hung there, still dressed only in bra, thigh highs, and cum crusted panties. I love her so much.